Lyrics Patter - Centri feat. Dokta Strange, Earthadox

You so-called lyricist I am though you a genius so called scientist
I can flow like water in a land where it's hot and cold
So called journalist I am writing till my hands are swollen
Out of control thoughts unfold but they are in control though
How? easy a praying soul for the who knows I'm not brainwashed
I can't remain simple because I serve God my bodies the temple
Kricesoulja the mental spirits transparent Christ controls me

The pencil he erased the virus sin then restored me back
It was meant to be or not be become that Trinity inside of me
Kricesoulja inside of the Earthadox combination is blessed
To resurrect my brothers from mess I talk straight to the
Heart and aim straight for the chest yo Dox let the Kricesoulja
Explain the rest ok then bet I'm the external and Christ the
Inner set broken in down in the Doxology and the trilogy is set